
I invited my friend Hibari home today, and she had made a boyfriend in the meantime, and is even getting married. I can't forgive this. Our physical compatibility is the best, and she can't leave my penis. It's just a temporary abnormality... I'll pour out all my sexual passion to make her unable to forget me again. ~A record of sex overflowing with jealous lust~










This underwear is such a pain! Get it off already! Forget toys, let's just go straight to it... you know. Let's make her cum!
So, a convenient friend with benefits is actually heading towards something serious... She's even got a boyfriend and looks like she's going to get married... Our bodies just really click, you know!! I can't let her go! So, naturally, I just went for it again today. Until I get lost in that pleasure... Maybe she's even better than a boyfriend? No, I need to make a decision somewhere... I'm getting pounded without even a moment to catch my breath... Stimulated by a massager and vibrator... Into ecstasy... Should I just tell my boyfriend, "I'm done"? Ohhh, yes... Nooo... Should I choose the friend with benefits? Or should I choose the boyfriend?
There's something strangely arousing about the story of a wife who was used as a convenient 'friend with benefits' by her cheating husband. Her light brown short hair reminds me of Hibari. She went out saying she'd 'take care of things' and just left, saying she'd be right back, and I didn't hear from her until the next afternoon... It's easy to imagine a chaotic mess like the one depicted in the story unfolding. This one has some serious depth.